?Anyone who follows me on Instagram will know that I love taking photos. I just love capturing those magical moments, and being able to store them away to reflect on later. It’s also an amazing way to look back on memories. And in terms of our children, to see just how much they’ve grown, in what seems like such a short time.
I don’t really do New Years Resolutions. But this year, I set myself more of a challenge. Which was to spend more time with my family, and doing things together that make me happy. And of course, taking as many photos as possible to document our adventures.
So when I found out about the Living Arrows series run by What the Redhead Said. I thought this was the perfect opportunity to put my passion for taking photos, and my family challenge together, into something meaningful.
Living Arrows is about celebrating childhood. And involves sharing a moment each week with those in the linky. The project originally took it’s name from a poem by Kahlil Gibran:
“You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth”
I missed the first one in the series. So going to quickly throw week two in before it ends, and then start week three at the beginning of the linky from next week. I’m also adding this to my New Years Challenge to keep contributing for the rest of the year.
Living Arrows 2/52
This week I realised that my little man is no longer a baby, and is very much a toddler.
There were many things that made me come to this conclusion. I ended up writing a comical post about it “20 Ways You Know You Have a Toddler” which I shared last week. But the actual moment it truly hit me was when we went for a walk at the nature reserve. Chase was taking the world in his stride. Walking around the reserve, leaning over to look in the bug hotel and streams, and sitting watching the birds visiting the feeders. There was no screaming, racing off, or causing a scene because he was bored. He didn’t need me to hold his hand to guide him safely across the pathway. He was in his element. And I couldn’t have been more proud of him.
The past few months I’ve noticed more and more that he’s become his own little person. He loves the outdoors, and anything that comes with it. I never really realised that a child of such a young age could appreciate nature and wildlife in the way that he is beginning to do. He will quite happily sit quietly on a bench and watch birds in the garden without disturbing them, or lean in to get a closer look at the bug hotel at the nature reserve. But he won’t touch, or make a scene.
It’s little things like this that make me realise that his confidence is growing, and with that new found confidence, comes independence. And whilst that’s scary to think of my baby being independent. I don’t believe for one minute that he no longer needs me. He just needs me in a different way. To support, and nurture him to be the best big little person he can be.